The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

[Dark Moon]

Feeling Doe nudge her, Moon looked up at her, confused at first by her actions but then understanding what she meant. Moon hesitated though, glancing at Rose and then at Viking. Would Rose try to stop them? Maybe. Moon didn't trust the mare yet and worried that she'd be as mean as Viking. Viking. Oh if he noticed that she and Doe were sneaking away, he'd be furious. But they had to try right? And if they did manage to escape, they'd find Gator! At this thought, Moon brightened a bit and immediately began following Doe's lead and taking a few steps backwards.

[frostykitty]

Robin | 11 years old | # of mares; 1 | # of mares covered; 0 | Tags; Lunar, Legend, Okapi | Content

The stallion began grooming her tail again, after a few moments, bumping his nose against her rump, asking silently for a foal. He braced himself in case she decided to kick him, although that seemed somewhat unlikely.

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☽Ϻσσиℓιт☁ϩтσям☾
☽ℒ℧ℵΑℛ☾
☽♀✦ℋℰΑϮ☁❷☾
☽ℋℰℛ∂☁ℛσℬɪℵ✦❷☁ϓℰΑℛϨ☾
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Moonlit Storm dipped her head, accepting. ▄▀▄FADE▄▀▄

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★ʆυиαя☄ʆєɢєи∂★
★ℒℰɕℰℵ∂★
★♂◇мσм~ℳσσℵℒɪϮ☄ϨϮσℛℳ★
★ℋℰℛ∂☄ℛσℬɪℵ◇❸☄ωℰℰҚϨ★
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Lunar Legend woke up to see a butterfly on his nose. He jumped up and whinnied, chasing the butterfly around the tree.

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Robin | 11 years old | # of mares; 1 | # of mares covered; 0 | Tags; Lunar, Legend, Okapi | Content

unfade

Robin groomed her mane happily, nuzzling her. He bent down to chew on some grass, before turning to look at Okapi. She seemed to want to leave. He waited for her to decide where they should go, as she was the lead mare.

[Over the Moon]

Doe:
Doe tensed when she saw conflicting emotions cross Moon's face, hoping the young mare wouldn't give them away. She relaxed her muscles when Moon seemed to come to a conclusion and began to move backwards. Doe reached forward and nudged a chocolate shoulder: a warning to be quiet. The chestnut glanced at Rose and then at Viking, making sure they were both preoccupied before backing a few more steps.

[frostykitty]

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☽Ϻσσиℓιт☁ϩтσям☾
☽ℒ℧ℵΑℛ☾
☽♀✦ℭσѴℰℛℰ∂☾
☽ℋℰℛ∂☁ℛσℬɪℵ✦❷☁ϓℰΑℛϨ☾
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Moonlit Storm called over Legend. She turned to Okapi patiently.

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★ʆυиαя☄ʆєɢєи∂★
★ℒℰɕℰℵ∂★
★♂◇мσм~ℳσσℵℒɪϮ☄ϨϮσℛℳ★
★ℋℰℛ∂☄ℛσℬɪℵ◇❸☄ωℰℰҚϨ★
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Lunar Legend looked at his mother. The butterfly escaped. He trotted over to his mother and stood with her.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Winter studied the lead mare, noting her physical features jn her mind. "Hi...My name is Winter.." She stated, her scentless tail swatting against her swelling side. She calmly dropped her head to graze, but kept her focus on Mariah, listening to whatever the mare had to say.

Echo bent her head down, and tore at the grass, letting out a calm snort. Her scented tail swatted at the flies, and she let out a huff of slight annoyance, kicking one of her hind legs as she tried to get then to go away. She gazed over at Infinity, who was grazing beside her. She gave the yearling an affectionate nip to the shoulder, before returning her focus on the brush and grass.

Cleopatra trotted round, her large hooves thumping heavily against the dry soil of summer. She arched her thick neck, her dark, lucious mane draped to the side. Her thick, long tail lashed every so often at the occasional fly, spreading her heat scent. However, the Gypsy Vanner was alert for any song of trouble. She eventually slowed, tossing her mane before lowering her head to pull at the grass and brush.

[Tigermay]

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Mariah's Savior
Age: 12 years
Status: Covered
Lead mare
Talking to herd mates
Relaxing
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Mariah smiled lightly as the other mare went ahead and introduced herself. "Nice to officially meet you," she told Winter, noting her demeanor. "I think we'll have a fine time in this herd," she said to both herself and the other mares, but they didn't seem to be too social at the moment, which was fine by Mariah. The lead mare was starting to get drowsy as well in the heat. Both stallions were still here at the band, but she heard Akuma call out to any more mares. Mariah would welcome having a few more members in their family band. Since it seemed that Akuma was planning on seeing who else he could gather and given the other two mares seemed to be settled, Mariah was content to half close her eyes and cock a leg, relaxing.

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Jokull
Age: 10 years
Status: Bachelor
With another stud
And a lone mare
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Jokull's eyeing of Gator was for nothing thankfully. His friend respected their status as allies and that made Jokull just like him more. Content and feeling safe, he could now turn his full attention on this mare he was following. As she stopped beside the water, he did indeed pull up next to her, his hooves being barely lapped at by the small waves of water. Ooh, her response. Was that really what she thought about herself? "Ah, my dear, I've run into my fair share of mares, and there's always more to them than meets the eye. As for what is there to learn about you specifically, well I'm not sure. It's why I wish to learn it." The silver stallion finished with a small smile that quirked off to the side. He felt Nakiah's tail smack his side slightly. It seemed she had been aiming more behind her but she still glanced him. His nostrils flared instinctively at this, trying to check her heat scent. With a snort, Jokull shook his head. He wanted to hear her voice again, not just see if she was breedable. That was one thing he didn't mind priding himself on, his appreciation of the mare herself.

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Safara
Age: 3 years
Status: In heat(3)
Band mare
Dealing with her stally
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Sara rolled her eyes as the gentle swish of grass alerted her that the sulking stallion had begun to head towards her. She continued to graze, but then his teeth met her withers and neck. The brindle mare stopped crunching on the dry grass and froze, her muscles tensing and nostrils flaring. As he groomed her, her muscles were worked loose but as soon as he moved further down, they reaffirmed themselves as tense. When Samurai ran out of horse to groom, he paused then bumped her rump. It was clear what he wanted and he'd already crossed the line a while ago.
Her head shot up, the whites of her eyes flashing. The violence of the action caused her to spread her hind legs to support herself, and that meant that she wasn't able to kick him until she rebalanced herself. When she did lower her head to a normal height and resettled her feet, she gave a small huff. That had taken a bit longer than she'd anticipated. With a snort-squeal, she kicked out slightly but it was more for show than anything else. Those dang hormones paired along with her soft side were working against her, sure she'd given him a 'no' but it was a slight 'no'. That initial reaction was to him being so irritating as to touch her, the half kick was the real reaction to his question and it showed her uncertainty. It was interesting, at this point both of them had asked her to bear their foal, but luckily for her Ninja had been cut short. Alas, it seemed she'd find no such luck to help her out of this situation with his brother.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Winter looked up, giving a slight smile. "I think so too." She sated, and moved off as theare began to relax. Winter herself grazed a bit, before she was full, then closed her eyes. She was glad that she didn't have I watch over the herd, because she would if Mariah wasn't there. The mare had so much to think about; especially the unborn foal that was on it's way. Relaxing her shoulders, she drifted off into a light nap.

Samurai's ears fell back as she thrusted our her hind legs, but he noticed how half-heartespy it seemed. He smiled, before moving towards her. He simply began to groom the base of her tail, occasionally rubbing his muzzle gently across her rump almost as a sign that she should eventually give in. He didn't want his mare in heat. That would create several problems for the herd. First, less foals and less of his powerful genes passé around, but also the chance of more stallions following them due to the scent of a mare in heat.

[Dark Moon]

Moon gave a tiny bob of her head to let Doe know she understud. One little noise would draw attention to them. Tensed with anxiety, the little chocolate mare took a couple steps backwards, ears flicking back and forth. Every couple of seconds, she'd glance nervously at Viking and Rose.

(We should wait for Viking or Rose to respond.)

[Moon pool]

Eagle looked up as a stallion approached Dream after he had left she looked at dream and asked "Why dose Ezra let him stay around is he your foal?" She asked kindly but a little confused